He was about to fly out of New York to visit his Grandmother on the Rez. He was excited about it, since he haven’t seen her in quite some times. He had been busy training at the school and managed to be roped into some business with S.H.I.E.L.D. some where a long the way. It had been hard and stressful, so this was his vacation. Except never in a million years, would  he ever expect to run into the number one person on both the X-men and  the Avenger’s hit list.

Molly sat on a chair in the terminal of the airport, her legs pulled up to her chest and her chin resting on her knees as she waited for Victor to come back. They’d flown into New York for a little trip, one that Molly theorized as a reason to visit their friends, the Young Avengers, and before they were going to leave Vic said he needed to stop and use the bathroom. So now she was stuck waiting, a little impatiently, for him to come back.

As she waited she stared at the people passing by she decided to come up with stories for each of them. 

The lady with the crazy pink hat and polka-dot dress clearly owned a candy store, the man with the gray beard was the distant brother of Santa, the little girl with the dolls in he hands was really a midget fashion designer-

Molly’s thoughts paused as a nicely dressed, very tall man walked up to the payphones.

Hmmm…he’s a fancy animal trainer with a cool accent that’s here for a competition that he’s determined to win.

Molly nodded to herself as she watched him, but all thoughts of animal training left her mind as she saw the man, who now was clearly not focused on his phone-call, flick his wrist. Chaos erupted a little distance away and Molly watched a guard, who looked like he’d been watching the nicely-dressed dude, ran off to investigate.

Magneto had caught a glimpse of the small child and even the Mohawk boy, it wasn’t terribly hard to miss either due to their unusual circumstances. The Mohawk boy had sported a unique ‘punk’ or was it ‘dubstep’-esque cut, and the little girl was sitting all by herself which was highly unseen in an overly crowded place such as an airport.

He was grinning due to having lost the man so easily, he went over to where Molly was sitting and sat down across from her. He pulled down his duckbill cap just a hair to better shade his face. He placed his bag beside him and removed the newspaper he kept inside. Crossing his right ankle over his left knee, he then opened the newspaper and pretended to read it. He was waiting for his ride to arrive, however long that will take.

It wasn’t too long until lights began to flickr inside the airport which was extremely strange but something Magneto wasn’t afraid of or not used to. His pickup team may have ended up meeting some trouble and could possibly be in the midst of a battle. He folded his newspaper and began to walk amongst the panicking people. As people began to grow louder, the lights began to react to their panic, and soon turned off completely.

Magneto had turned on his electromagnetic sight, causing his eyes to glow an electric blue as he focused and concentrated on his eyes to find his brothers, the first ‘mutant’ like aura he saw was of the little girl’s, the one he had sat across from and began to feel some sort of sympathy. He walked over to her, turning off his powers and spoke softly to calm her down. “It’ll be alright, I’m just like you.”

He motioned for her to take his hand when he once again turned on the vision, looked around and found the Mohawk and then what seemed to be swarms of metallic bugs flying into their terminal. Yelling, “duck,” he crouched down onto of Molly to protect the young mutant and enabled a magnetic shield, not knowing the nanobots were perfectly capable of penetrating through them and got them both.

They met eyes with each other and Sparrow wasn’t exactly sure if he knew who he was. He averted his gaze and pretended to be interested in something else where to avoid suspicion. When the man was on the move again, he pursued him, wondering what evil scheme he had planning. 

He watched him through is gray eyes, observing him as he sat across the little girl in the terminal. When the lights began to flicker, he looked up and bit his lips knowing that things were about to get a lot more dangerous. The mass of people began to panicked as the lights went out completely, submerging the airport in darkness. The Mohawk boy turned back to where the little girl and Magneto were and saw the faint glow around them. They met eyes again and he immediately started  to run toward him as the swarm of something very loud buzzed passed him. He then crouched down on the ground and covered his head as he used  the newspaper flying everywhere and notebook in his backpack to created a wall of harden paper shield around him. But to his horror, he can here the things chipping and eating away at it, sliding past the fiber of the pages and finally reaching him.

Molly couldn’t help the worry that gripped her as people began to panic. She could hear screams and shouts, and the sound of people running as they fled. The lights began to flicker as people started to run past, and she wasn’t sure what to do. Victor was still gone and the people looked like they were in trouble, but from what she couldn’t tell. She wanted to help, but she didn’t know what they were running from, and she couldn’t see in the dark as the lights went out in the terminal. She curled tighter in on herself and her hands slid up to press against her ears to muffle the screams that filled the semi-darkness. She didn’t like watching the dark masses, the people, running around like chickens with their heads cut off, but before she closed her eyes the nicely-dressed man got up from his spot and walked toward her.

“You are too?” Molly asked, realizing he meant he was a mutant, and she took his hand, squeezing it tightly as she tried to calm down. She ducked as he told her to, wondering why he was telling her to duck, and why he was shielding her as if they were under attack. 

She couldn’t see anything, and as she crouched she began to forget why she was here, and what was going on. She pressed closer to the man above her, having the vague notion that he was related to her… someone important.

The fact that he was protecting her had caused him to believe that she was his child or possibly a grandchild of his due to the nanobots personality and memory altering abilities. He no longer knew of his villainous past, he no longer remembered Magda, Anya or even the twins Wanda and Pietro. All he knew was that the girl he had been covering was his precious blood and loved one.

Having forgotten about his abilities even, the man’s face was no longer the stoic and hardened face that the ‘evil’ doer Magneto would often hold. No, instead, it seemed to have softened, his face was calm, collected and even gentle. He stood up and helped the young girl up as he glanced around seeing the broken glass and passengers slowly get up as well, acting as though nothing had happened almost. As if the glass was nothing more than just an accident and people would begin continuing as if nothing had ever happened.